Harry Windover adores blonde, green-eyed Athena Lancaster, but alas, a penniless man like himself has no hope of winning a young noblewoman's hand. To add insult to injury, Athena's brother-in-law and guardian, the Duke of Kielder, has asked Harry to assist Athena in finding the gentleman of her dreams. But the lovesick Harry is cunning as well: as the weeks pass, he introduces Athena to suitors who are horrifically boring, alarmingly self-absorbed, and utterly ridiculous.
Athena can't comprehend why she is having so little success meeting eliglble and acceptable gentlemen. Indeed, her circle of admirers couldn't be less admirable-nothing like the loyal, gentle friend she's found in Harry. But how long can Harry's scheme be hidden before it is discovered? And what will Athena do when she uncovers Harry's deception? Escape into a charming regency world in this delightfully romantic comedy of manners that will entertain you to the very last word.
Sarah Eden has a great way with humor and romance. And she does both so well in a Regency Romance setting.
Miss Athena Lancaster has come to her sisters house to find a husband. Her protector and sisters husband, Duke Kielder, is wary of gold diggers seeking her hand so he asks Harry Windover to help whittle down the competition.
The only problem is Harry likes Athena but knows he can't marry her because he is poor. So he wants to make sure she marries the perfect man if it can't be him.
What ensues is comedic encounters, unworthy suitors and eventually, love.
Athena, after being introduced to many unsavory matches, finds her heart belongs to another. but will the Duke approve?
Sarah has written another great, clean, fun and funny romantic story.
Keep 'em coming!
I've been wanting to try the 'page 69' test on my reviews. Supposedly, if you turn to page 69, you can tell right away if it's a book you want to read. Or at the very least, it will entice you.
Let's try it and you tell me what you think.
Mrs. Langely was as shriveled as a prune. And her winkles were not the sort borne of a lifetime of laughter. She had the appearance of one who spent hours on end sucking on lemons.
Mr. Langely continued fussing over his mother as they approached the entrance to Hyde Park, not a glance or word spared for Athena's benefit.
"Do you require many hours in curling papers to create such a riotous amount of curls, Miss Lancaster?" Mrs. Langley asked.
"No," Athena answered, dumbfounded.
"No doubt, your impatience leaves you with flat hair before the end of an evening," Mrs. Langely sniffed.
"My curls are not created with curling papers," Athena answered, realizing she'd been misunderstood. "They are natural."
"of course they are." The comment was not merely dripping with sarcasm, it was saturated with it. "Your father. Who are his people? What sort of family connections does he have?"
Athena clasped her hands in her lap, doing her best to maintain a clam and civil demeanor. "His grandfather was Lord Henley, though the title now belongs to a somewhat distant cousin of mine."
"That is not a barony of great significance," Mrs. Langley said with another audible sniff.
:The baronies in your family are, then, I assume," Athena shot back.
Mrs. Langely's mouth tightened, but she didn't reply. Athena strongly suspected there were no titles, significant or otherwise, in Mrs. Langley''s family only a moment passed before Mrs. Langley continued her picking. "And what kind of person is your mother?" she asked, her tone indicating she expected to hear something to disapprove of.